There’s rarely a day that goes by that we don’t have to look in the mirror. We glance at this torturous piece of glass first thing in the morning when we’re brushing our teeth. Our hair is messed up, we have pillow lines on our faces and our eyes are puffy. Oh, and did I…
Read MoreMy dad died on Mother’s Day 12 years ago. He always hated the holiday so it seemed fitting that he left mom on that day. The year was 2001, the same year as 9-11, and I remember how mom cried because she didn’t have the comfort of her mate to share the grief of such…
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